Chapter 707: Black Hole Creating the Heavens

"This Seventh-Tribulation forbidden creature is much stronger than a normal Seventh-Tribulation powerhouse," Meng Chuan murmured, his brow slightly furrowed. Being at the level of a Soul Seventh-Tribulation powerhouse himself, he could instantly recover from the loss of one or two soul avatars, which was a terrifying aspect of the Soul Tribulation realm.

However, Meng Chuan was unwilling to let his soul avatars be devoured.

According to his understanding, devouring pure 'energy' didn't significantly help forbidden creatures evolve. While the Sun and Moon stars contained immense power and were abundant throughout the outer void, forbidden creatures only occasionally consumed them to replenish their expended energy.

For true evolution, though?

They needed to devour powerful life forms. And the most formidable life forms in the entire River of Spacetime were the Seventh-Tribulation powerhouses.

"Some say they devour cultivators' cultivation memory fragments. Others claim they consume the 'microparticle composition' of a cultivator's life, and it's these gains that allow forbidden creatures to evolve," Meng Chuan mused. Regardless, he refused to let his soul avatars be devoured. So, seeing the situation turn dire, he immediately self-destructed his soul avatar, denying the creature any opportunity to consume it.

Among the two remaining Meng Chuans who were fleeing, one split again, restoring their number to three.

The three Meng Chuans continued to flee separately, simultaneously deploying the 'Myriad Tribulations Chaos Array' to defend against the forbidden creature. For Meng Chuan, this was a rare major battle since he had mastered the Chaos Rule. He could use it to test the various ultimate techniques he had learned at the White Bird Pavilion.

High-level combat better validated his understanding.

*Bang.*

Whisper's twelve sub-bodies furiously pursued Meng Chuan's three soul avatars. However, each time a soul avatar was cornered with nowhere to escape, Meng Chuan would unhesitatingly destroy it.

"Shatter the Stars."

Meng Chuan unleashed a secret technique.

In his Soul World, a gigantic, perfectly detailed finger descended, pointing at the forbidden creature's sub-body. The moment it touched, a chaos hole exploded at the fingertip, shaking the sub-body backward. Yet, it only broke the skin, causing blood to trickle out.

"Chaos Impact."

"Chaos Prison."

Meng Chuan had learned thirty-nine Chaos inheritances at the White Bird Pavilion, and he was currently testing them one by one.

"Is this newly advanced Soul Seventh-Tribulation powerhouse using me to test his techniques?" Whisper realized. Meng Chuan's moves were varied, but their power was only at the level of a newly advanced Seventh-Tribulation powerhouse. "And when he sees the situation is unfavorable, he immediately self-destructs his soul avatar, giving me no opportunities."

"He's too cautious. Only that one move holds any hope."

Whisper's twelve massive sub-bodies suddenly disintegrated silently, transforming into a spreading grey mist.

Meng Chuan's three soul avatars, who had been frantically fleeing, were somewhat astonished. Had the forbidden creature actually disintegrated on its own? He looked closely in all directions; grey mist was spreading everywhere, isolating space-time. The entire range his Origin Domain could sense was enveloped in this grey mist.

*Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.*

Meng Chuan's three souls flew on—for ten billion miles, then thirty billion, then a hundred billion. No matter how far they flew, they always remained within the grey mist.

"A Space-time Prison?" Meng Chuan realized. The grey mist had formed a space-time prison, and the space-time within it was a closed loop. Although it seemed they had flown hundreds of billions of miles, in reality, they might still be endlessly circling within this closed-loop space-time.

Seventh-Tribulation powerhouses, if their mastery of space-time was profound enough, could indeed create such prisons, trapping their targets forever. This Seventh-Tribulation forbidden creature, Whisper, was clearly exceptionally powerful in space-time arts. The prison it formed was beyond Meng Chuan's ability to break. He was still too young; while he mastered the Space Rule, his achievements in the Time lineage were too low, incomparable to figures like the Demon Eye Lord or Ancestor Jie.

If the Demon Eye Lord were here, he would likely step out of this space-time prison in a single stride.

*Hiss, hiss, hiss.*

Meng Chuan looked down. The grey mist continued to spread, slowly infiltrating his soul avatars. There was no way to stop it.

"This strange power is still infiltrating and eroding my soul avatars? The simplest way to escape here would be to self-destruct an avatar." Meng Chuan understood the most direct escape method for Soul Seventh-Tribulation powerhouses, but he was unwilling to give up so easily.

Whisper, whose true body had transformed into the 'Space-time Prison,' was quite pleased. "You think the erosion is slow, so you're not in a hurry, hoping to break my technique with your own methods? By the time the erosion is deep enough, it will be too late even if you want to self-destruct."

"Hm?"

"What is he doing?" Whisper, in its Space-time Prison form, immediately sensed that something was wrong. A power that made even it tremble was brewing.

Within the grey mist.

Meng Chuan's Soul World unfolded. At its center was a massive chaos hole.

The power of the chaos hole now converged, and deep within it, a terrifying sharp blade began to condense—the Sky-Opening Blade.

"Chaos Opening Sky!"

At this moment, Meng Chuan unhesitatingly unleashed his strongest technique.

The 'Sky-Opening Blade' was a technique he had naturally learned after consuming the fruit gifted by the White Bird Pavilion Master, which allowed a wisp of his soul to leave the universe and roam in the mysterious ocean of Sky-Opening Rules.

This technique belonged to the 'Sky-Opening Rule.'

The Chaos Rule and the Sky-Opening Rule were opposing rules.

A truly perfected 'Chaos Fist,' like the one Meng Chuan practiced, involved gathering the immense power of a chaos hole in a single punch, then reversing its application. The concentrated power would then explode from a single point, resembling a cosmic Big Bang, truly containing a hint of the essence of universe creation.

But the 'Sky-Opening Rule' was the truly undeniable rule of 'creating the universe'!

First, the boundless power is gathered using the 'Chaos Rule,' converging into a single point, and then unleashed with the Sky-Opening Rule. This creates an even more perfect explosion than the Chaos Fist.

The perfect combination of two opposing rules allowed the power to escalate to an exceptionally terrifying degree.

Other Seventh-Tribulation powerhouses, even if they mastered two Origin Rules, might achieve more subtle power combinations, but in terms of sheer destructive output, it couldn't compare to the integration of opposing rules.

*Whoosh—*

An incredibly dazzling blade light erupted.

The blade light erupted from the chaos hole in his Soul World, cleaving through everything.

"What is this?"

Whisper, transformed into the Space-time Prison, felt an incredibly terrifying power instantly tear through the entire prison, permeating everywhere and cleaving towards every microparticle that constituted its body.

In an instant, the entire Space-time Prison was annihilated, leaving no trace.

Chaos Opening Sky!

The ultimate killing move born from the combination of opposing Origin Rules.

*Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.*

Having cleaved through everything, Meng Chuan looked at the vast Chaos Turbid River. The forbidden creature had completely vanished.

"If I could fully comprehend the Sky-Opening Rule and combine opposing Origin Rules more thoroughly, I could unleash even more techniques," Meng Chuan mused. Currently, he could only combine the 'Sky-Opening Blade' with the Chaos Rule, and his shortcomings were still very apparent compared to true top-tier Seventh-Tribulation powerhouses.

The same applied to this Seventh-Tribulation forbidden creature; although it possessed many methods, its techniques weren't as profound as those of top-tier Seventh-Tribulation powerhouses.

"I destroyed its true body. If it revives, I should have a chance to locate its life core," Meng Chuan pondered. A Seventh-Tribulation forbidden creature was not easily killed; their life cores were indestructible, allowing them to revive continuously.

The massive forbidden creature, Whisper, reappeared several hundred million miles in front of Meng Chuan. Its tentacles extended for hundreds of millions of miles, and a massive golden single eye stared at Meng Chuan.

"Hm?" Meng Chuan's expression changed slightly. "A Past Undying Body?"

This forbidden creature's utilization of time had already surpassed the 'Past Rule,' proving even more profound. It easily 'projected the past onto the present,' directly reviving itself.

This wasn't a revival dependent on a 'life core' but an inherent method of self-resurrection. Therefore, its life core showed no fluctuations, and Meng Chuan naturally couldn't locate it.

"Unless you far surpass me in the Time Rule, you will never be able to destroy this true body of mine," Whisper stated, its golden single eye fixed on Meng Chuan.

"Is that so?"

The three Meng Chuans suddenly split into two more figures.

Five Meng Chuans now stood above the Turbid River. Each had a vast Soul World appearing above their heads, and within each Soul World was a massive chaos hole, from which a terrifying blade light was brewing.

"Chaos Opening Sky!" The five Meng Chuans unleashed the technique simultaneously. Five incredibly dazzling blade lights erupted at once, shattering everything in front of them.

"Five?"

Whisper had reverted from its Space-time Prison form to its physical body, which now offered much stronger defense. Yet, facing five 'Chaos Opening Sky Blades,' it couldn't help but feel terrified. Almost instantly, the area it occupied was completely torn apart and shattered. Whisper's true body was shattered once again, and the terrifying convergence of power even profoundly affected space-time.